tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621956686414889979.post5299456570889297915..comments2023-05-07T08:42:33.404-04:00Comments on My Tapley Tree...and its Branches: 52 Weeks of Personal History & Genealogy, Week 3: CarsLizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15061165008186408924noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621956686414889979.post-28455893187470572312011-01-21T11:10:48.663-05:002011-01-21T11:10:48.663-05:00I remember the Monte Carlo, it was a cool car, one...I remember the Monte Carlo, it was a cool car, one of the ones I wanted! In my family my dad was the patient drive instructor, never got excited, even if I started veering off the road. My mother, on the other hand, seemed to screech a lot and stomp her foot on the floorboard. Needless to say I preferred for Dad to teach me. Thanks for the memories!Teresa Wilson Rogershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07340825601857084302noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621956686414889979.post-39557858832619507222011-01-21T09:51:27.416-05:002011-01-21T09:51:27.416-05:00Hearing about your Monte Carlo reminded me that my...Hearing about your Monte Carlo reminded me that my parents had one, too. It was a tank! Thanks for sharing about yours.Amy Coffin, MLIShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00612044786240692282noreply@blogger.com